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Updated: June 26, 2025
Twenty bayonets and a long axe in the hands of Juon Tare were raised against him and he was unarmed. But it was not to the door he wished to get.
The door fell back into its proper place and rushing to the little window, I saw that two men now stood in front of the hut. "Juon Tare had arrived at last! "It was neither speech nor language that he addressed to his antagonist in the first instant of their encounter, it was the savage roar of a wild beast rushing upon its prey. "Juon Tare is a very strong man.
I am sure that if he found it out, and he is sure to do so, my days would be numbered." "Yet I know someone who will take this message to the hut of Juon Tare." "Not your ladyship, I hope?" "No. Even if I knew my way among these mountains I would not venture to expose myself to the perils of such a journey after my last experience; since then I have grown timid and nervous.
So your ladyship will perceive that Juon Tare's castle is provided with a very strong guardian against thieves and wild beasts but who can guard it against the wily and the insinuating? Fatia Negra is a guest of longstanding at the hut in the ice valley, and never goes thither empty handed. He brought the woman pearls and coral which she innocently hung about her person.
Juon smelt it and pronounced it to be the wax of wild bees. "You see, sir, you will not be able to discharge this pistol, for the touch holes are so plugged up that it will take you some hours to thoroughly clean them." "At any rate I have still the firearms of my pandurs." "Let us examine them also, sir!" They did so forthwith and found that they too had been utterly ruined.
For this reason he lives in good fellowship with the mountain goatherds, does them no harm, brings presents for them and their wives, pays handsomely for every bit of bread, and thus makes it pretty sure that they will never betray him. The place where Juon Tare's wife dwells is called the ice valley.
"Listen, my lady, and I will tell you. After this had happened, Juon Tare's wife, Mariora, came to me at an unusual hour. Generally she only comes on a Sunday for prayers. What she said to me was not so much a confession made to a priest as a confidence reposed in a friend; I am therefore not committing sacrilege by retailing it to another person. That young woman is exposed to temptation."
But to-morrow he will know that you have dodged him by going through the 'Roman Gate' and to-morrow night you can safely reckon upon him." Szilard charged Juon not to say a word to anybody about what he had told him and promised him a reward if what he had said really came to pass. That night nothing happened, and till the afternoon of the next day he lingered idly at the mill.
"'Take care, Juon! cried Mariora despairingly. But her voice was unheard. Both of them were deaf and blind. The next moment Juon gave his adversary a fierce shake and instantly the pair of them plunged head over heels into the gulf below.
Nobody, that is, but Mariora, who did not fly with the fugitives, but hid herself in the tent. "Tobicza had headed the race, but as his legs were heavy with the mead he had drunk, he threw away his big bag of gold to lighten his limbs and prevent Juon from overtaking him.
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